Anxiety.

This isn’t some woe is me, I feel so sorry for myself blog post.

It’s just about my personal experience with anxiety.

I’ve had it for as a long as remember; I don’t know what caused it. I mean, I’m an anxious person naturally & there have definitely been events in my life that have exasperated the feeling, but I don’t know the root of where it originated.

Sometimes my anxiety is crippling. I literally get so anxious I need an outlet…ASAP. Ultimately, if I’m not in control, I freak the F out.

So over the past five years I’ve really, really tried to channel my anxious personality towards positive outlets.

Like?

Anything productive: writing a blog post, working out, cooking/baking, being with my BF/babes, getting a massage, teaching a Pilates class, snuggling with the most gorgeous girl in the world AKA Pixy, &/or enjoying a cold beer ( ya, sue me! ). Annnnnd typically those things really help quell it— but still. It’s always there looming over me like an annoying, butthole black cloud.

& BTW I’m not into pill popping ( like, thanks but no thanks! ). So sleep, herbs, healthy eating, & exercise ( running in particular has really helped ) have turned into my ‘pill’ of choice.

If you don’t know what anxiety feels like…lemme describe it: ever been super hungover? Like ridiculously-Captain Morgan-high school-rookie hungover? Ya. It’s that feeling ( without the headache & stomach cramps ). Just that feeling of being extremely edgy.

Fun shit.

Ok! So I have questions: do you have anxiety? If so, how do you deal ( if not, you’re SO lucky! I’m super jeal ), besides the obvious: a work out, bubble bath, & glass of wine?

Oh, & honestly? Writing this vulnerable post gives me anxiety- LOLZ!

K, bye. Off to go on a run.

xx.Lauryn